In a barren land I wander,
And no tree, nor house I spy;
Lead me to a Rock for refuge,
Rock that higher is than I.

Fierce the sun has beat upon me
From a burning, cloudless sky;
Friendly shadow now I long for,
Rock that higher is than I.

Strange and wild the scenes around me,
And no help from man is nigh;
But a shelter Thou canst show me,
Rock that higher is than I.

Treacherous guides have me forsaken,
Many paths deceive my eye;
Thou alone canst guide, and show me
Rock that higher is than I.

Night is falling dark & dreary,
Help me, or I sink and die!
Show me, ere the light shall fail me,
Rock that higher is than I.

Then my soul shall sing thy praises,
And extol thy mercies high;
Praise and bless, through endless ages,
Rock that higher is than I.